The sound of the water was stopped by Gina's wet fingers, and she pulled a piece of paper from the cardboard box on the wall, wiped the water from her hands, and looked at herself in front of the mirror. She pinched up a corner of the crumpled tissue and carefully brushed it over her eyeliner. She retouched her makeup, straightened her suit in the mirror, unfastened and fastened the third button on her chest with both hands, and so on, with a hint of sadness on her face.

Gina, the beautiful vase-like secretary of the mayor, thought she had passed this period, and in the end, she unbuttoned the third button. Single women need to be self-reliant, Gina pursed her lips and left the bathroom.

By the time I got back to my desk, the staff at the town hall cafeteria had already brought lunch. Gina looked at the plate that belonged to Mayor Anthony and frowned. She sat down at her table, pulled out her fork and carefully picked out the fried food from Anthony's plate, and put the broccoli in her plate.

After doing this, Gina stood up and hesitated, buttoned the button on her chest again, and knocked on Anthony's office with a plate.

With permission, Gina brought in the plate, trying not to focus on the woman who had suddenly arrived. The woman who was wearing a formal dress, but the short skirt that belonged to the women's formal dress became the same trousers as the man.

Maybe it's the impact of visual contradictions, or maybe it's just a sexual talent, a woman sits across from a desk like a man with her legs upturned, long enough to make people jealous.

"Where's my chicken cutlet?!" Anthony glanced at the plate and immediately cried out, but when he saw Gina's accusatory eyes, he closed his mouth helplessly, took the plate, and put it aside for the time being.

Gina left the office after a gesture, and the mayor's office, which was mixed with Roman style, was once again left with only two people, my fault, one man, one demon.

"I think that's what people call healthy food now. Crowley looked at Anthony's plate next to her, "I don't understand, once upon a time, people saw only the difference between food and non-food. ”

Anthony glanced at Crowley, not wanting to find out which era in history the fallen angel was familiar with. But Anthony at least knows that the divisions of power in Hell are always changing. The demons familiar with this era have been affected by the last war, and may have been crushed by Crowley's forces.

Anthony's gaze returned to the text in front of him, and the hand holding the pen marked and revised the text from time to time, obviously he was not very satisfied with the press release.

Crowley's fingers slid over the long bulging blonde hair on her chest, "'Do your best to straighten out the southeast of the North End' to 'do your best to protect the safety of the people and property of the citizens of Barton', it's all vague words, I don't understand the meaning of such a change. ”

Anthony frowned and looked up at Crowley impatiently, "Don't you have anywhere else to go?" I don't need to remind you that you don't have legal status in Barton City, and if I want, the guards at City Hall will be happy to send you to the Barton Police Station!"

Crowley tilted her head sideways, her fingers running across her chest, brushing up the bulging blonde hair, although she was wearing a very formal fitted jacket, the lifted part only revealed the narrow long collar and the inner shirt, but only a few days ago, the body appeared naked in front of Anthony. It's a perfect time to say, 'I've been honest with you'.

The corners of Crowley's mouth lifted slightly, "Do you want me to find a container? But it's a bit difficult, and I have very high standards. Crowley's gaze fell on the lunch box next to her desk, "How's your secretary? I'm not going to replace your chicken cutlets." ”

Anthony rolled his eyelids coldly and looked at Crowley, "As I said, you have a place where you should go more than me." ”

Crowley put away the joke and looked around the office with a smile, "Do you mean to say Grande?"

I don't know how long it has been since the demon Crowley, like a vampire, can't appreciate the aesthetic style of modern people. Even the outfit for this trip was a reference to the most common outfit in and out of the town hall. As for the choice of gender, Crowley also strictly adheres to the principle of 'common'.

"I still have to wait and see. "I'm looking for a way to come up with a reciprocal deal, and I don't want vampires and werewolves to think they are more advanced." ”

Anthony withdrew his gaze, his tone disdainful, "So do you think you and I can be equal?" Anthony shook his head mockingly, and Crowley sat in the town hall all morning watching the people passing, and the mayor 'remembered' the unbooked visitor during his lunch break.

Crowley should be thankful that it was Saturday, which was close to Sunday, and that the mayor had not been on schedule for her to meet with the administrators of Barton.

The question of status had been discussed through the mouths of vampires when they met after the first Mary's Chapel, and both sides held their own opinions on each other while knowing each other's details, and could not reach a consensus.

Crowley shook her head, not ready to continue anything more on this issue, to be honest, judging by her actions now, she was already compromised, she was at a disadvantage.

"Let's not go around in circles on this issue. Crowley shook her head, "At least we can agree on something." Crowley's hair stirred the air under her leaning forward, "You've given the vampire a safe place to live, and since I can't disappear from Barton, you should give me my space too." ”

"Survival?!" Anthony snorted coldly, "You need to survive, don't say it so nicely, if you are willing to sue me, how can I kill you, I will get you a space where you can 'survive'!"

Crowley's lips were fully grinned, revealing her neat teeth, and she was amused, "You know what I mean. She pointed to the press release in front of Anthony, "How about giving me the place southeast of the North Side." I've been studying the history of Barton lately, and we all know that Barton doesn't want to care about it. ”

"For you?" Anthony smiled too, "Do you have any money?"

Crowley glanced at Anthony as if reproached, and revised her words, "Let my men be free there." ”

Anthony smiled, "Aren't they free now?" Anthony crossed out the previous changes, apparently preparing to use the phrase 'do their best to clean up the southeast of the North District'. He glanced at Crowley again, and made another change, and 'best effort' was changed to 'full effort'.

Crowley frowned, she already understood. She's right, it's a peculiar mayor.

"You should use the previous modifications. Crowley stood up, "I received your message, we are all waiting and seeing, we believe that one day, we will find a balance." ”

Anthony put down the pen in his hand, took a rare look at the demon with a straight eye, snorted, and pulled Wen Jiàn aside, ready to eat his broccoli.